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38 - True Story (4)

“Chairman! What do you mean · · · · · · · ·?! ”

- Don't worry about the money. I will take every precaution to ensure that you and your literary journey are not harmed.

“Well, that's not the problem, sir! I don't understand why you're making this decision all of a sudden! ”

- If you don't understand, do it. I contacted counsel Kim Sung Ryul. Use him to listen to the story and tie a knot later. I can't believe this is happening. I gotta go.

“Council, sir? Chairman?"

The phone hangs up and a late voice echoes through the air.

The spiritual ceremony calls back to Taejin with a stupid-faced face.

However, only a voice prompts me that the phone is turned off.

“Jules? Why are you still here? ”

“Oh, no. I'm going to make a quick phone call. ”

The ceremony sent the head of the association team who had spoken to him to the awards ceremony.

In the midst of the noisy crowd, my eyes darken.

What should we do now?

I felt like Mia had gone to the market holding Mother's hand as a child.

After much deliberation, the spiritual ceremony raised the phone again. I couldn't think of a sharp point other than contacting Myeong Seok.

- Hello, mister.

“Oh, Jules. Hi, I'm Lee Young-sik. ”

- Don't be like that. Make yourself comfortable.

“Yes, yes · · · · · · yo, young master. It's been a long time. ”

The spirit took away the awkward smile and said difficult things.

I liked Myeong Seok and the poison when I served in the castle. He used to play with brilliance like his uncle, and he generously shared his experience and knowledge of the publishing industry, and became the custodian of brilliance.

A faint memory passed before the spiritual ceremony like Juma.

But that, too, is a really urgent moment because of Taejin. The spirit coughed and spoke quickly.

“Young Master, this is a hotel awards ceremony, and I just got a call from you. ”

- Yeah, what did he say?

The silent voice of wisdom embarrassed the spiritual ceremony a lot.

In addition, I instinctively felt it.

I'm already aware of the psychological changes that occurred to Taejin.

“Well, that's the thing. ”

Before joining the horses, the spirit resounded loudly.

“You want to collect five dreams · · · · · · · · · electric power · · · · · ”

- Did you say that · · · · · · ·.

“At first, I thought I heard it wrong. He told me to collect all the paper and stop selling e-books today. It just doesn't make any sense. Why do you want to shoot a best-seller and now go abroad?

- Please.

“Yes · · · · · · ·? ”

The controversial spiritual pupils were enlarged as much as possible.

- Do as my father says, sir.

“Young master, if you don't mind me asking, could you tell me why? If you can understand my frustration, I would like to explain briefly. ”

- Soon, I will visit you at the Literature Travel Institute. I'm sorry I don't have anything else to say right now.

“Yes, Master. ”

The spiritual ceremony hung up without saying anything else. The atmosphere around the awards ceremony was increasing as the time approached. I knew Taejin wouldn't come, but the spiritual ceremony looked toward the parking lot without fail.

* * *

[Lee Young-sik, the representative of the literature trip award-winning Korean literature award, ‘I don't know much about Taejin's personal history’]

[Taejin, chairman of the former group, decides to reclaim the full amount from the best-selling novel 'Five Dreams’ to the masterpiece ‘Final Trip’, why?]

[Five Dreams, Final Trip, and even all of the original authors' e-books have been completely discontinued]

[Head of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism, ‘Tell Taejin that he will not be attending the Center for Cultural Bridges.']

[The silence of the writer Taejin continues, what is the reason for the sudden change of heart?]

The world is noisy Monday morning because of Tae Jin's story.

Reconstruction left the house early with Lika. I never opened the garage. The place where I walked slowly with a gentle view of the spring days in my eyes was the grave of Seogun Woo.

“I'm here, sir. ”

She lowers her arms and greets him.

“I don't know what to tell you first. First of all, your son is still in remission. After he was discharged, he decided to stay in the race for a while. ”

Lika takes a step back, as if it were her usual.

Reconstruction squatted down on the bottom of the newspaper.

“Your son cried a lot. She just cried, and she didn't say anything to me either. But when I came up from the race, I said, Thank you for working for your father's honor. ”

A drop of tears fell from my eyes and the newspaper was moistened.

“Your son's place is going to be Teacher Kang Byung-ha's house. I wonder how hard that granddaughter of yours asks me. You said this was the only way you could ever repay me as a granddaughter. ”

As I was speaking, it was a refreshing reconstruction.

Following a respected teacher, his own son, and even an old friend, robbed him of his work.

What did it feel like to see your dreams disassembled and processed in your own name go out into the world in someone else's name? The rebuilding was impossible to imagine.

“Teacher Kang Byung-ha is going to bury his work with his servant like this. because this is your wish. If you wanted to reveal it, you would have revealed it immediately. However. ”

After circling the grave, Lyka straightens her whole body out.

The eyes of bloodshot reconstruction were shaking.

“As your disciple, I will be involved in the work of Chairman Oh. I gave my son, Myeong-seok Lim, a chance first. I will make every move I need to make. I will restore your honor. ”

Reconstruction has been repeated several times, as if in a heartbeat.

Lika licks the back of his hand with a worrying cry.

“Now I'm curious about how President Taejin got his hands on your work. Now I'm just waiting for the answer to this. ”

Glug glug!

The phone rang and the rebuilding took place.

It was the Minister of Culture.

It was the day of the Council on Cultural Bridges at the Korean Tourism Agency.

“I'll see you soon, sir. ”

The disciple politely bids his farewells and turns back. When I came back soon, I was ready to bring a very big gift.

With his own hands or the hands of a penitent sinner.

* * *

Inside the Korea Tourism Agency meeting room was a heavy static.

The Chinese counterpart, Ryubou, and Tincent Literature officials, had a dark look on their faces.

South Korea's Ministry of Culture and the Deputy Minister of Religious Affairs were also buying and selling. That's why it was five minutes before the opening.

‘Even President Oh Tae Jin will go out.' ’

Even when Writer Seo Hyeong-bin volunteered to get off, he did not lose weight. As the reconstruction filled the void, the situation was shortened, but this time the problem got bigger.

“Are you still unable to reach Ms. Oh Tae Jin? ”

“Yes, it's being chipped for personal reasons. ”

The vice minister just repeated what he said like a parrot.

Taejin is a master of Korean literature and a living symbol.

Suddenly, he expressed his intention to participate in the Central Cultural Bridge event. Not only that, but it also stopped the sale of all works, including the masterpieces published in old age.

It was a scandal.

Meanwhile.

There were definitely people who stepped away from this heavy atmosphere. Representative Congressman Kwon Seong-sik and writer Kim Chun-sik said.

Achievements were complicated for the purpose of awarding contracts with parent company subsidiaries managed by relatives. Chun-Sik was also struggling to think of a disciple who would fill the margins created by the absence of Taejin.

“This should start a meeting. ”

No one responded to the minister's caution.

In the meantime, Ryubou was secretly looking into the realization of the reconstruction that had been immersed in his mind. Since the meeting began, reconstruction has been the expression of thinking about something all along.

‘This is embarrassing. I have to report to Vice President Uda. ’

As the clock began to deepen in Ryubou's heart.

A sudden head reconstruction opens its mouth, looking around the weight.

“I will contact Seo Hyeong-bin. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

I kept my mouth shut and looked at the reconstruction as if everyone had made a promise.

You're going to invite your own brother who confessed his intentions to join you again?

“Will Seo Hyung-bin really respond? ”

“As your successor, I will surely convince you. ”

“If you say so, it will look good if you change your mind. ”

The Chinese interpreter nodded and accepted.

He lowered his head in a state of delight. He did not even come to the occasion of recommending his disciple and trying to be colorful.

The words of reconstruction did not end there.

“I think it's time to choose a business. ”

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

At last, I almost spilled the coffee I was drinking.

Of course, the reconstruction was appropriate.

The same context was attended by Tincent literature representatives who were in charge of Chinese services. However, the results were astonishing because they did not expect the reconstruction to show interest in these areas.

Ryuvau and the reconstruction gaze met.

In the straight eyes of the reconstruction, Ryu saw one thing for sure. So he whispered his questions to the interpreter.

“Captain Ryubou asks, Do you have a business you'd like to recommend? ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

Grouch!

Gear gains lost my cup of coffee.

He pulled out a crooked smile full of crooked faces and wiped down the spilled coffee.

The words of reconstruction continue.

“There's a company called Lapbooks. ”

“Rafbooks? ”

The minister of culture stumbled over his head with a face that he knew.

“Ha, you're the company that published your genre novels, right? ”

“The vice minister knows. That's right."

Reconstruction continued, regardless of the accomplishments that had already been thought of.

“Let me explain so you don't get the wrong idea. I have a good relationship with the leader of the Lapbook. ever since I was incognito. At the time, he was the editor of a major publication for a genre called Starbooks. ”

“You must have a lot of experience. ”

“Actually, it is. in both planning and editing. After founding Laptops, you have proven your outstanding management skills. From The Brest to domestic sales of all my works, to overseas sales in China and the United States, it's all led by the Labbooks. ”

“Oh · · · · · · · · · ·! ”

Everyone nodded, admiring the people around you.

Achievements were about to be halfway sane. I wanted to yell at the crowd, "Don't convince me to put some tea on it."

Reconstruction is sure, he added, lifting his index finger.

“I don't think the activation of the content industry is just about the mind. It's also a middle class cultural bridge business. Have sufficient experience and qualities and leave them with a thoroughly prepared vendor. ”

“I understand what you're saying. ”

Ryubou sent a reply right away through the interpreter.

Reconstruction looked at him with a smile.

“I support the Chinese side of Tincent Literature under Tincent. We have met and understood his straightforward philosophy of business. Likewise. ”

Reconstruction slowly turned to the left and to the right, blurring the end of the sentence. Everyone made eye contact with him, except for the crouching achievement.

“We support Laptops. I am proud that there is no company in Korea that can handle this business better than Laptops. I will take full responsibility if any financial problems arise in the course of my business. If you don't have enough investments, I'll cover that too. ”

I was not angry, but I could not open my mouth.

The familiarity with Dao Technologies subsidiary is because securities have been published on the internet as news. I was looking for an opportunity to wait for it to cool down, but I never thought I'd get hit like this.

‘Damn it! What have I been up to? How much money and time have I invested here · · · · · · ·! ’

It was an even angrier outcome that no one disputed.

It felt like my soul had been plundered by the threshing machine. I clapped my face like a corpse, and the meeting ended one day.

When I went to the bathroom with my charmed face.

The assistant was on the phone with a smile on her face. As soon as he got the results, he hung up urgently.

“Ah, Senator. You have now finished the first part of the meeting. ”

Boom! Boom!

The advisor's head snaps open, his cheeks snapping. A red handprint was engraved on the cheek.

“Asshole! You can't stop a prick! What the hell are you doing on a payday? You're my assistant! ”

After being angry for so long, I left the bathroom with a lot of profits.

The advisor stands there for a long time with his cheek clenched. I didn't even dream of achieving his heart, which had recently begun to change.

* * *

“Are you okay? ”

“I'm fine with it. ”

Eugene gripped the hand of the clever man, looking at him with sad eyes.

It can't be all right.

Ever since the incident with my father, my husband hasn't slept comfortably for a day.

Myeong-seok had been staring at the night view outside the window for a long time.

Eugene had prepared a special dinner for his mood.

However, Myeongseok was expressionless.

“Remember when I used to come here on a few dates? ”

“Of course.”

“Yeah, I thought you forgot again. ”

“I'm sorry.”

“What?”

“I couldn't keep up with the mood. ”

Myeong-seok sighed and raised his head. There were few stars in the night sky in Seoul that had been stabbed by the sea.

A sky lounge for a view like this.

Suddenly, I thought that I was sad.

“I owe Mr. Harebuild a great debt. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Giving me a chance wasn't an easy decision. ”

“I don't think so. If I were Ha-sensei, I would have consulted you first. ”

Glug glug!

Eugene's phone rang suddenly.

It was a call from Mainland. She raises her crystal slightly and shows it to Myeong Seok before answering the phone.

“Hello."

- Eugene!

“Ma'am? What's wrong? Is something wrong? ”

The two eyes of Myeok, who was scouring the night sky, flew to Eugene. Immediately after, Eugene's face turned white after losing blood.

“Disappeared"? ”

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